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Bye Bye Brugge... Hello London!
... a video chat with my mama while Jaey and Djuna were out in the morning. I had breakfast with Jaey and a chat with Djuna before I was due to leave. Jaey walked me to the train station the scenic way, by the park he took me to when I arrive the first time. It was just as lovely this time around, and I was sad to be leaving. Jaey and Djuna were such a delight to be around after I left my sister... As a brother and sister they are so incredibly close it is really endearing to me. I must ...
Running errands- like a normal/real person :)
... You never really know how you are going to feel until it happens. Odd to come to such a realization over a sweater, however, when I finally found one I liked it was so comforting to have....
After the hot chocolates (which everyone should try in Belgium they are soooo delicious) we went back to the apartment, where Jaey and Djuna made me one last delicious home cooked meal. I really adore both of them so much, and they are both such great cooks!
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Rain Rain Go Away!!!
... scratch than eat anything from a can. Such a delight.
Jaey and Djuna had planned to take me to Knokke which is referred to as sea side since it is infact sea side. This town was really cute, a bit less character than Brugge, well a lot less because the town is where all the wealthy people in Belgium live. It has all the really expensive stores like Chanel, Louis Vuitton, Hermes ...
Lang en gelukkig
... ik op reis ben. Ik moet er aan wennen om te schrijven over mensen die ik goed ken, die ik vaak zie en die letterlijk dicht bij mij staan. Niet dat ik iets negatiefs te vertellen heb over één van jullie. Maar mijn gène was iets minder groot op afstand.
Er is natuurlijk altijd genoeg te vertellen over mezelf. Als het niet over mijn innerlijke strijd gaat, dan over de uiterlijke. Ik besloot namelijk deze week na ...
Matins
... my next sortie the streets are filled again with camera-wielding tourists and shoppers and the ubiquitous horse-drawn carriages. Conversations swirl around me in a Babel of tongues. Sidewalks are narrow and crowded and between coughing buses, a steady parade of cars and swift and silent bicycles, you have to keep your wits about you when you step off the curb to pass clumps of window-shoppers and people posing ...